I move backward and tried to remove his hands. I remember what was happen to me because of him. "But you can't find me because you didn't know where I really was and what had happened to me." "Ley, please," "Because the truth is you don't really care when it comes to me." He approached me so I move backward again. "Stand up," I said, but he shook his head. "Ley, give me another chance. Just tell me you still love me and I won't continue marrying Kyla. I don't love her at all, you, you are now the one I love. I will promise that I will protect you," he said while crying. “I will do everything so I can make up for my sins and we can be happy together.” I wiped away my tears that I didn't realize I was crying. It's too painful to see the man that you love cried and begged in front of you. But is also satisfying to see the scenario that you once did in front of a person who was in the same situation just like you. I admit that he s

I didn't resist this man's kiss, but I did not respond also. I let him do what he wants. As the kidnapper told me, I will let him do whatever he wants and I won't get hurt.He kissed me on the lips, on the neck and he slowly lifted my dress. His mouth also smelled of wine but it added sweetness to my taste. He unhooked my bra because the lock was just in the front."That's enough please." I want to cry but it also seems useless now and I know that crying can't help me in this situation. I will just waste my energy and emotion but still, no one will come to help me.He touched me gently and the way he strokes his hands on me brought me a lot of electricity. I know that this is an act of abuse, but I admit that I am carried away by his touch.I just felt his kiss on my eyes and nose. He pressed his lips to my nose for a long time until it came down to my lips again. He also played his hands on my chest as he kissed me. His lips dropped to my neck and his to

I can't do it anymore because I feel like I'm going to explode again. I think this idiot intends to take all my juice.My breath is getting heavier as my lower abdomen also, I knew it was about to explode and I don't want to hold it."God! Fuck! Faster shit!" I shouted and he accelerated his move so I went even further and pressed his hip closer to my back. I couldn't handle the pleasure he was giving me so I took a deep breath and exploded.My flower cried with great joy. I survived but the lust of this asshole doesn't seem to be. He stopped and make another position. I'm really tired but he still doesn't want to stop. He's so fucking energetic. He turned me around and then lifted my hips. I could feel his dick entering my hole and I could feel the tingling of my cut.When he already enter, he immediately pumps. I thought I was tired and didn't want to, but my lust woke again even though my vagina was in pain. I can't move anymore but I feel good again.

"Exactly," dad replied."I see,"I said then nodded, but the truth is I feel I am happy with what I heard."So?" he asked while waiting for my answer."So what? Nothing, whatever the reason behind their wedding is I don't care." I smile at him then leave him."Hailey Hian," Fuck! Why did he mention my full name? But still, I ignored him.I'd rather marry Vince to get revenge on Kyla than to marry Hunter again. But of course, I won't do that because as of now I will enjoy being single.IT'S BEEN two months since I was molested by the man who said he loves me. To this day I still don't know who he is and I still have no idea of ​​his identity. I didn't even bother to get to know him because nothing would happen.Everything is okay. For over a month a lot has happened to me and the people around me. I and Eugene still hang out together.William always visited Hera.Ashley and Asher are now datingAnd Kyla and

"Wake up sleepy head." I opened my eyes when I felt something on my stomach. I feel Eugene's kissed on my stomach. "It's still early and you're making a noise," I said and slowly got up. "Breakfast is ready," he said then tickled my stomach. "Hey little Uly, are you excited to come?" The baby, who is now nine months old, kicked. When Eugene speaks. He named the baby Ulysses since our baby was a boy. Every day with the same routine Eugene brings food here to our room. He cooks and does all the housework. We have a housemaid but when it comes to taking care of me and my personal needs Eugene is the one who did it. He doesn't want me to get tired. After our wedding, I was bedridden because my pregnancy was so sensitive. We also moved to our new house. If before Eugene and I would often go out for pranks, bars, and hangouts somewhere. Now we are stuck at home to fool around. None the two of us go anywhere and we were content with each othe